A Legend in My Own Mind
On Friday the class of ‘92 All Bayside center called me, the class of ‘92 All Bayside point guard because our high school was in the semifinals. Unfortunately, we were not able to attend the semifinal game, but we made plans to attend the championship game if the North Caroline High School Bulldogs won their game on Friday. And lo and behold the Bulldogs won. Therefore we took our expired talents to the Xfinity Center in College Park, MD.
For me, it was more than a game. It was a chance for me to see some people I grew up with and played ball with. Sure I follow many of them on social media, but it was great to see many of them in person. It was also a chance for my wife and my two sons to see the high school team that I played for. I haven’t seen my old high school play since I graduated. I told my oldest son that me and his godfather were legends and he said, “People know you two?” I looked at my son and said of course they know who we are. But when I ran into my former basketball coach, he didn’t even know who the hell I was. Maybe it was the beard.
Nevertheless, it turned out to be a great game. The Bulldogs didn’t win, but that’s not important and neither was the score of the game which I conveniently misremembered like Roger Clemens once said. The important thing was that my boys witnessed all of the love I received after the game. I looked at my boys and I said, I told you me and your godfather are legends. Now my boys know I am a legend; at least for one night anyway.